My MotherA Poem by Skylah GinetteYou left me here.
He stripped me of my innocence, Took advantage of me, Left me naked to be raped.
You found me, Cried with me, But you didn't clothe me.
You fell in love With your own abuse, Eloped with it, Let repaint the past, Recolour your perception.
How can you see him And see anything else But what he has done to me? © 2015 Skylah Ginette |
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Added on December 7, 2015 Last Updated on December 7, 2015 Tags: sad, depression, family, rape, molestation, childhood, perception, past, see, mom, step dad AuthorSkylah GinetteBC, CanadaAboutI grew up in the mountains of British Columbia. A lot of my inspiration is based in love, nature, societal issues, as well as my own emotional hurdles dealing with sexual abuse. more..Writing
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